Episode 590. no play (8)
Pussssss.
The appearance of Dangyangchong, who retreated through the smoke, was in a state of being quite rough.
More than half of his white beard was tanned, his finely combed hair was scattered, and his clothes were burnt and had holes in them.
“indeed.”
Dang Yangchong looked at the carriage with eyes full of frustration.
An admiring voice came from inside the carriage.
“It’s an amazing new law. I thought this would be enough to subdue it lightly.”
There is always plenty of room for praise from the strong. The main character of the current voice was like that.
“this guy……!”
Dangyangchong’s face turned red.
“How dare you tease me?!”
Aaaaaaagh!
A black mist spewed out around Dangyangchung’s body.
It was poisonous on a different level than before. Finally, he unfolded the festivities that he had been working on for decades, the reverse.
Hee hee hee!
The horses let out a wild cry.
Poison is nature’s most dangerous weapon. In addition, the banyangsin poison that was spread as a divine technique of the reverse was the best poison in the world, surpassing even the intangible poison.
Even the horses calmed down by demonic spirits were enough to run amok. In other words, it meant that it was difficult to prevent the sense of incongruity emanating from Dangyangchung even with the demonic energy emitted by the strongest demon of the time.
Dangyangchung growled like a beast.
“Are you a Demonic Sect?”
“Yes.”
“Come out right now! I’ll tell you today that there is a sky above the sky!”
“What’s the sky like on the subject of an old woman in a small room who’s tinkering with poison?”
“This guy?!”
“Before you cross the sky, tear down the mountain and come.”
Whoops!
A tremendous explosion shook the area.
Dangyangchung looked back.
‘omg!’
Roaring!
A streak of flame was approaching at breakneck speed.
Kill enemies and drink their blood. The demonic sword that drank the blood burned demonia, and the demoniac that had been burned raised the output of demoniac power to the highest point for an instant.
It was Ma Dong-pil, who transformed into flame itself with the annihilation of the enemy. The image of him being shot out with a fire dragon from the demon realm all over his body was the very disaster that had come in the last days.
Wow!
Dang Yang-chung, who gave strength to both feet, performed a reverse mu-dokjang (逆無毒掌).
Faaaaang!
Black tension shot out at a terrifying speed.
The power of a poison field was determined by the concentration of the poison rather than the destructive power and speed.
However, Dangyangchung’s burial method was not like that. It was incredibly fast, and the destructive power was as unusual as its speed.
Even if it did not contain poisonous spirits, it was worthy of being called one of the best burials in the world.
Faced with the swirling tension, Ma Dong-pil’s eyes turned completely bloody.
Kwaaang!
It was a double sword.
In the slash (斬擊) containing the strength of the power of the Gujung Demon Swordsman, the tension of the Yeokmudogjang was helpless.
It was only one number, but it contained a group of people who cut off the pulse and disrupted the ceremony.
In an instant, Dang Yangchong realized that it would be difficult to win by force, and his hands moved quickly again.
Kururureung.
It sounded like thunder roaring.
It shoots out the qi spread in the air with long winds, jipungs, and winds. Since there was no need to raise internal energy, the attack speed was one beat faster.
He was the one who could freely control the miasma that spread out in all directions. Although he is not comparable to the state of Xiliang in manipulating firearms, his skills in memorization and manipulating poisonous weapons are worthy of praise.
Ma Dong-pil’s sword danced.
Perong! Puffup! Pew!
Crushes the attack with sword power, and burns the miasma that explodes and scatters with guyuma fire.
Poison and memorization do not mean that the destructive power is low, and magic arts do not have a mysterious group. If Yangchung Dang showed the extreme of martial arts in the Tang family, Dongpil Ma also showed the extreme of martial arts.
A head-to-head battle between monsters who have built their own territory beyond the limits of martial arts. Attacks of miraculous powers that make the viewer’s jaw drop open were appearing one after another.
Kwaaang!
Finally, Ma Dong-pil got down to the ground.
Whoa!
The dark poisonous air created dozens of gusts of wind and aimed at Dongpil Ma. It was similar to Xu Liang controlling a pillar of fire.
In fact, Dang Yangchung was following the trick he had just suffered. However, it consumed less internal air and was easier to operate.
Whoops!
The mist of Banyangsindok swallowed it as it was.
Dangyangchong smiled twistedly.
“You damn bastard! You don’t even know the topic and go wild, so you’re being treated in vain.”
He shouted at the cliff to the left.
“Report!”
Paaang! Faaaaang!
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About forty masters who were not beaten by Ma Dong-pil showed up.
All of them were the best masters who used amazing new techniques, and the old masters of the Tang family who went into closure with Dang Yang-chung.
“I’ve been beaten over thirty.”
“Twenty-five tablets of Yihwachim have become junk after heavy rain.”
“Three tyranny thunderbolts are broken. It seems difficult to fix.”
Dang Yangchong’s eyes trembled.
Heavy Rain Yi Hwa-chim was famous for memorizing the secret explosives of the Tang family.
But it was nothing compared to tyranny. The Tyranny Charge is the worst weapon in history, completed only five years ago, and is about one-tenth the size of the imperial artillery.
Its power was amplified by nearly ten times, and it was something that could be called the sum total of the Tang family’s technological prowess.
“Damn it! How dare you destroy the family’s treasure as a child?!”
Dangyangchung stared at the dark cloud made of banyangsin venom.
clump clump.
Inside, Ma Dong-pil seemed to be wriggling. Black dark clouds were moving wildly.
Dang Yangchong snorted.
“Heung! Seeing that he uses the same martial arts as the demonic lord, it looks like he’s going to be the successor.”
He turned his head to the carriage.
“You lost your heir because of your arrogance.
Dangyangchong exclaimed.
“Ready to fire!”
thud! thud! thud!
Dozens of old masters sat side by side in front, carrying four-foot-long small cannons over their shoulders.
It was tyranny. It was an invincible cannon boasting overwhelming power that made it difficult to overcome the recoil even with the skill of a master master.
And that wasn’t all.
Behind the old masters with tyrannical charges, old masters with heavy rain needles and various memorizations lined up in a semicircle.
Who is there in the world who can accept the joint efforts of the greatest masters of the Tang family? What’s more, what they were holding were the strongest and worst firearms created by the history of the Tang Dynasty for hundreds of years.
Dang Yangchong’s smile deepened.
No more voices came from inside the carriage.
‘The distance is enough.’
I deliberately widened the distance outside the 30s.
At this level, even the Demon Sect would not be able to operate the previous Pillars of Fire. If he could ignore this distance and use that level of magic, he would no longer be human.
‘That guy is dying too.’
I felt the energy of Ma Dong-pil, who was trapped in the dark clouds, diminish at a terrifying rate.
At that level, it should be seen that there is no hope now. Rather, it was surprising that he hadn’t died until now.
Dangyangchong raised his hand.
Clap!
The tyranny charge made a menacing sound. Everyone is ready to fire.
‘There will be no choice but to crawl out.’
The tremendous destructive power and unbelievable speed of tyranny.
Thinking of that, the demonic master had no choice but to get out of the carriage. And the moment it pops out, Mancheonhwawu’s final secret energy will pour out along with Banyangsindok.
Dangyangchung’s mouth opened.
“foot…….”
hooked
‘uh?’
What is this tingling sensation?
Dangyangchong looked down at his abdomen with bewildered eyes.
“……?!”
It is a sword.
A black longsword protruded from his abdomen.
‘uh… … ?’
It’s creepy.
The location was so exquisite. The sword, which missed the spine and kidney, cut through the intestines of Dangyangchung and pierced the center of the dantian.
Just then, a dark voice came from behind him.
“It’s not just that martial arts are strong.”
Surprised, the old masters looked at Dang Yang-chung and the man behind him.
Pusssssss.
The black blood demonic sword that pierced Dangyangchung’s abdomen radiated a sense of resentment.
That energy penetrated Dang Yangchong’s dantian at once.
Dang Yangchong’s face turned white.
“Quaaaaagh!”
A terrible scream swept through the son-in-law.
The old masters who did not lift the tyranny charge hurriedly aimed their heavy rain needles at Ma Dong-pil.
Crunchy!
In an instant, Ma Dong-pil, who wrapped Dang Yang-chung’s neck and hid behind him, lifted the black blood demon sword one inch higher.
Fuhuaaak!
“Keuhuh!”
Dangyangchung’s body trembled. I couldn’t move my body as I wanted even with the absolute power of the reverse.
Even in the midst of terrible pain and bloody fear, he could not hide his wonder.
‘Why?’
Dangga’s inner strength is also practiced centering on the lower halves.
But his miasma was running through his entire body. Even if the Danjeon was injured, it was normal if there were no major problems in operating the Banyangsindok, which was fully loaded to the fingertips.
but it doesn’t move
Poison, the body.
His mind, mortally wounded for the first time in his life, was ensnared and immobilized like a dying beast.
“No, no family!”
“You bastard! Can’t you let him go right away!”
“You bastard of the Demonic Cult!”
Ma Dong-pil’s eyes flashed.
Roaring!
“Kwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!”
Dangyangchong screamed in pain.
It had to be. Ma Dong-pil held Dang Yang-chung in his arms and smoked trough horse fire all over him.
Chiyiyi profit!
Dangyangchung’s skin was melted from burns.
Considering the firepower of Ku Yuma Fire, it was surprising that his body did not turn into a lump of charcoal all at once. It must mean that the level he achieved is supreme.
slither.
Ma Dong-pil said while reducing his firepower.
“Back off.”
“Hey, man!”
“If you want to, you can turn your family heads to ashes.”
“……!!”
“Put down what you have in your hands and step back.”
The veterans were perplexed.
Closing with Dangyangchung, they were the ones who greatly grew in martial arts. In the process, he was able to create tyranny, and also invented several new martial arts.
However, their pride had turned to arrogance due to the absence of actual combat for over twenty years, and they had never even imagined such a result.
rumble.
Tears of blood flowed from Ma Dong-pil’s eyes.
In order to catch the enemy off guard, he endured while killing even his vitality in the poisonous smoke of Banyangsindok.
No need to? Not like that.
He clearly told Xu Liang that he would take care of it. If so, even at the risk of his life, he had to do so.
I couldn’t help but feel apologetic for having received Xu Liang’s help, even for a moment. Now is the time to take responsibility for your words.
“Don’t you want to back off? That’s good.”
Roaring!
“Kaaaaagh!”
Bloody flames soared, enveloping Ma Dong-pil and Dang Yang-chung.
“Ki, wait!”
“Back off! Back down!”
“You bastard! Can’t you stop!”
Surprised, the old masters put down their memorization tools and firearms in unison.
‘… … .’
It was his own request, but Ma Dong-pil was dumbfounded inside.
‘So easily?’
I was going to risk my life to catch them all, but did I just give in to this joke-like threat?
At that moment, the voice of Xu Liang resonated in his mind.
[A wild beast needs to taste blood periodically. Those old people are nothing more than half-sized beasts who have grown in size with meat brought by others.]
A wild beast that has lost its hunter instinct. No matter how sharp their teeth and claws are, they are of no use.
hook!
The old Yuma Flower, which had been burning fiercely, faded at once.
Kwaaang!
At the same time, a huge fire dragon erupted from Ma Dong-pil’s left hand.
The target was tyranny.
There was a clear look of fear on the faces of the old masters.
“You crazy bastard!!”
Wow!
